I have been unemployed exactly one week now.
It’s not retirement. I’ve been calling it a “gap year”. College graduates often take a year off to travel and think about their next move, but I never had that chance since I was a single mom so young.
So this is my “gap year”. So far, I’ve spent the week traipsing around NYC and helping my husband out on his business trip. With all this running around, I’d say I’ve earned my keep, at least this week.
My Plan is to continue to be something of an assistant to B when I’m traveling the world with him, while catching up on some blog posts I’ve been putting off and thinking about what I want to do with my life.
I will return to the reality of having a job someday, of this I am sure, but I am in no hurry to jump back into that world. For now, I am perfectly content to enjoy the life my husband has been enjoying for a few years, while working part time (when I am home) to earn enough for my next adventures.
I never thought I would find myself in a position to enjoy this lifestyle, even temporarily, and I intend to enjoy every second of it!
This is my dash, I need to make it as full of life as possible.